Sili, I’m glad you’re okay.
Snowpoles are long sticks by the side of the road so that snow plough drivers can see where to drive when everything on the ground is a white blanket.
we usually have the first snow in September and the last one in May – early June, our snow blizzards are severe
i so liked snow in Hokkaido too, it’s so peaceful and idyllic, every winter snowy night is like from the Christmas card
read: we usually have the first snow in September and the last one in May – early June
Oh, so it’s really like where we have our cabin, then. Do you have brown goat-cheese? Do you have yak’s-milk butter in tea? I drink a lot of tea, I could try something similar if it’s worth the trouble (and it’s not much trouble).
Ø: I wish we lived in a snow hole.
We are 5 minutes’ drive from the sea (fjord), we’re at 200 metres above s.l. and then just past our house is a huge cliff near which all potential precipitation precipitates. We have deep snow here long after it’s all gone in Oslo.
brown goat cheese we don’t have, our cheese is called byaslag and it’s white, pretty tasteless imo
and yak’s milk butter in tea is Tibetan tradition i think
i’ve never tried once at least
I have lived in snow holes a couple of times. They weren’t really holes though.
Where I live now is close enough to Lake Michigan to experience the “lake effect.” When the cold air hits the warmer air above the water, in the winter you can get huge snowflakes and huge piles of snow. In the summer you get a cooling breeze.
When I lived on the east side of the Black Hills, the water would all dump on the western slopes when the clouds tried to climb over the mountains, so the eastern side was mostly dry. Except for when the air would get really cold at the top of the mountain and drop something frozen on the other side. I once actually saw snow in July. There was no snökaos however since everyone was used to much worse kinds of snö and worse kinds of kaos .
snökaos narrowly averted in Grumbly Stu’s old stomping ground
What a silly article that is! If the Austin American-Statesman has run out of news already in December, it may be yet another newspaper on its way to shutting down. It really can and does snow something fierce in Texas, but this is not one of those cans and doozies.
Notice the one-sentence-paragraph style in the article. Although it’s been so long ago, I remember that, and wondered about it even back then. In Germany, IT managers prefer business emails in-house to be written in this manner. It’s good discipline, to know that no one will pay attention unless you stay terse. I have a genetic predisposition to ríos de prosa.
Texas has had very severe snowstorms, then and now. The snow stays on the ground and the roads for a week or two, causing traffic chaos. Cars slide off country roads into ditches – that almost happened to me in a car once.
Yes, the video director shows promise. With that dramatic zooming in and out, I was expecting the Evil Snowman to jump out from behind the car at any moment.
Halifax, Nova Scotia, Dec. 6. First snowfall of the year (a few flakes two weeks ago did not count). Here we get the bad aspects of winter: snow falls (a few centimeters), turns to slush on the ground, the slush freezes, half-thaws, it snows again, etc. But a few years ago we had 90+ cm of snow in one night! The city was paralyzed for a week, and it took almost a month before everything was back to normal. Traffic was impossible, so no cars but also no buses. Nobody had a “one-horse open sleigh” which would have been the ideal vehicle under those conditions. The city only had a few snow plows and had to frantically call other cities to ask to borrow their snowplows. The snow was of such wonderful quality that some people made snow blocks and built high walls, like Eskimos make igloos. Along the streets people were only able to clear narrow paths in front of their houses, big enough for one person at a time. Negotiating intersections was a challenge. Fortunately the power and water lines were not affected, so we could just stay home and be cosy.
Tea with butter: Years ago my fiancé and I went camping in the snow. It was COLD! I had just read a book on Tibet, and not having milk with us (it would have frozen) we tried tea with butter: butter is actually very good in strong, sweet tea (only a little bit though, otherwise it gets too oily).
My brother-in-law, a soldier, said you’re supposed to dig a trench around your tent for the cold air to sink into. When the British army asked what it was for, the Norwegians convinced them it was protection against snow snakes (or so he claims).
I remember one night in NYC it snowed seventeen inches, and some people went to work the next morning on skis; there was no public transport. That was nice. But there were piles of black snow lying around for months afterwards.
Here we get the bad aspects of winter: snow falls (a few centimeters), turns to slush on the ground, the slush freezes, half-thaws, it snows again, etc.
Sounds like Trondheim. When I lived there I had an ambition of writing a song called Lårhalsbruddets by, but it never got anywhere. Maybe it would have been better as a rap in English: Hip, hip, hip fracture city. It could even be Oslo these days. It used to be cold enough for the snow to stay, but not so much anymore. Bergen is more coastal and usually warm enough for the snow to thaw completely between snowfalls. Stavanger hardly has any snow at all.
Sili, thank you for the compliment, but you must have read too fast: I wrote “years ago” – that means “many years ago”, and I was not “very” young at the time.
I was once taught that weather stations on the west coast have 8-10 m of annual constipation when measured horizontally. I think there’s something about that somewhere in the Byggforsk series.
I am glad to report that we did get some snow on Saturday night, just enough to cheer to those who feel that way, but not enough to make chaos. I personally feel that chaos is a small price to pay for a Winter Wonderland.
We now have a Christmas tree, and it’s the best one we’ve ever had. My wife says that it is like our cat, and she is right.
“annual constipation”: is there a translation problem here? in Spanish “constipado” means ‘having a head cold’, so perhaps there is a problem of a similar kind with Norwegian.
constipation/precipitation
In English that would be a Freudian slip.
I first toyed with several words: antecipation, procrastination, et c., to see if something funny turned up. I thought I settled for unfunny, but I was wrong.
Those west coast towns aren’t by chance football rivals…
That too. but not above all. And both have other, equally important football rivals.
As in “my nose is stopped up”. Until just now, I had always wondered how the Spanish word came to have that meaning – thinking it should mean “constipated”. But that is estreñido, and the noun is estreñimiento.
(Even more thrillingly, Le Soir offers the option of reading this story in the new French spelling, with annotations pointing out the changes. Is this just a new Belgian-French thing or for all flavours? We are almost literally curious!)
Where’s m-l? I bet she would find that interesting.
A Bad Guide
beautiful! my kind of the winter ;)
Does it snow where you come from? And I don’t mean NJ, I know it snows in Jersey.
My first visit to Joisy: being driven through 90F, 90% humidity – and it dawns on me that those are snow poles at the roadside.
Ha, ha; yes.
Whatsa snowpole?
Back to wet here.
Sili, I’m glad you’re okay.
Snowpoles are long sticks by the side of the road so that snow plough drivers can see where to drive when everything on the ground is a white blanket.
we usually have the first snow in September and the last one in May – early June, our snow blizzards are severe
i so liked snow in Hokkaido too, it’s so peaceful and idyllic, every winter snowy night is like from the Christmas card
I wish we lived in a snow hole.
Usually we get teased by a few flakes in November. This year we had one beautiful snowy day in October, but nothing since.
We might get a few flakes tonight. I am going to try to get some colored lights strung up outside today; maybe that will help.
I see the snow, but not the hole. Could you make a picture of that too, just by itself?
When it comes to the visual arts I can do anything.
read: we usually have the first snow in September and the last one in May – early June
Oh, so it’s really like where we have our cabin, then. Do you have brown goat-cheese? Do you have yak’s-milk butter in tea? I drink a lot of tea, I could try something similar if it’s worth the trouble (and it’s not much trouble).
Ø: I wish we lived in a snow hole.
We are 5 minutes’ drive from the sea (fjord), we’re at 200 metres above s.l. and then just past our house is a huge cliff near which all potential precipitation precipitates. We have deep snow here long after it’s all gone in Oslo.
brown goat cheese we don’t have, our cheese is called byaslag and it’s white, pretty tasteless imo
and yak’s milk butter in tea is Tibetan tradition i think
i’ve never tried once at least
snökaos narrowly averted in Grumbly Stu’s old stomping ground. (We have a client there; they were ready to shut the place down.)
I have lived in snow holes a couple of times. They weren’t really holes though.
Where I live now is close enough to Lake Michigan to experience the “lake effect.” When the cold air hits the warmer air above the water, in the winter you can get huge snowflakes and huge piles of snow. In the summer you get a cooling breeze.
When I lived on the east side of the Black Hills, the water would all dump on the western slopes when the clouds tried to climb over the mountains, so the eastern side was mostly dry. Except for when the air would get really cold at the top of the mountain and drop something frozen on the other side. I once actually saw snow in July. There was no snökaos however since everyone was used to much worse kinds of snö and worse kinds of kaos .
snökaos narrowly averted in Grumbly Stu’s old stomping ground
What a silly article that is! If the Austin American-Statesman has run out of news already in December, it may be yet another newspaper on its way to shutting down. It really can and does snow something fierce in Texas, but this is not one of those cans and doozies.
Notice the one-sentence-paragraph style in the article. Although it’s been so long ago, I remember that, and wondered about it even back then. In Germany, IT managers prefer business emails in-house to be written in this manner. It’s good discipline, to know that no one will pay attention unless you stay terse. I have a genetic predisposition to ríos de prosa.
It really can and does snow something fierce in Texas
I don’t suppose it stays very long on the ground, though. Or does it?
I loved the video.
Texas has had very severe snowstorms, then and now. The snow stays on the ground and the roads for a week or two, causing traffic chaos. Cars slide off country roads into ditches – that almost happened to me in a car once.
Yes, the video director shows promise. With that dramatic zooming in and out, I was expecting the Evil Snowman to jump out from behind the car at any moment.
In ordentlig snökaos they don’t need to zoom in on midair flakes to prove it exists.
Halifax, Nova Scotia, Dec. 6. First snowfall of the year (a few flakes two weeks ago did not count). Here we get the bad aspects of winter: snow falls (a few centimeters), turns to slush on the ground, the slush freezes, half-thaws, it snows again, etc. But a few years ago we had 90+ cm of snow in one night! The city was paralyzed for a week, and it took almost a month before everything was back to normal. Traffic was impossible, so no cars but also no buses. Nobody had a “one-horse open sleigh” which would have been the ideal vehicle under those conditions. The city only had a few snow plows and had to frantically call other cities to ask to borrow their snowplows. The snow was of such wonderful quality that some people made snow blocks and built high walls, like Eskimos make igloos. Along the streets people were only able to clear narrow paths in front of their houses, big enough for one person at a time. Negotiating intersections was a challenge. Fortunately the power and water lines were not affected, so we could just stay home and be cosy.
Tea with butter: Years ago my fiancé and I went camping in the snow. It was COLD! I had just read a book on Tibet, and not having milk with us (it would have frozen) we tried tea with butter: butter is actually very good in strong, sweet tea (only a little bit though, otherwise it gets too oily).
My brother-in-law, a soldier, said you’re supposed to dig a trench around your tent for the cold air to sink into. When the British army asked what it was for, the Norwegians convinced them it was protection against snow snakes (or so he claims).
I remember one night in NYC it snowed seventeen inches, and some people went to work the next morning on skis; there was no public transport. That was nice. But there were piles of black snow lying around for months afterwards.
I’m going to try the tea with butter.
Here we get the bad aspects of winter: snow falls (a few centimeters), turns to slush on the ground, the slush freezes, half-thaws, it snows again, etc.
Sounds like Trondheim. When I lived there I had an ambition of writing a song called Lårhalsbruddets by, but it never got anywhere. Maybe it would have been better as a rap in English: Hip, hip, hip fracture city. It could even be Oslo these days. It used to be cold enough for the snow to stay, but not so much anymore. Bergen is more coastal and usually warm enough for the snow to thaw completely between snowfalls. Stavanger hardly has any snow at all.
I’m very saddened to learn that m-l has a fiancé.
Why are all the good ones always taken?
Sili, thank you for the compliment, but you must have read too fast: I wrote “years ago” – that means “many years ago”, and I was not “very” young at the time.
And?
Trond: Stavanger hardly has any snow at all.
But it has a hell of a wind and constant rain.
Sili, well, I did have a fiancé at a time, and then a husband, but that was a long, long time ago, in another life almost.
But it has a hell of a wind and constant rain.
I was once taught that weather stations on the west coast have 8-10 m of annual constipation when measured horizontally. I think there’s something about that somewhere in the Byggforsk series.
I am glad to report that we did get some snow on Saturday night, just enough to cheer to those who feel that way, but not enough to make chaos. I personally feel that chaos is a small price to pay for a Winter Wonderland.
We now have a Christmas tree, and it’s the best one we’ve ever had. My wife says that it is like our cat, and she is right.
“bring cheer”, I must have meant
A tree is like a cat? 8-10 m of annual constipation? Is everyone but me drinking eggnog?
But at least Sili’s dream has come true; it looks like m-l is available again.
If you knew this cat and this tree you would understand.
“annual constipation”: is there a translation problem here? in Spanish “constipado” means ‘having a head cold’, so perhaps there is a problem of a similar kind with Norwegian.
No translation problem, just me. Precipitation. Another strange mistake.
constipation/precipitation
In English that would be a Freudian slip. Those west coast towns aren’t by chance football rivals…
constipation/precipitation
In English that would be a Freudian slip.
I first toyed with several words: antecipation, procrastination, et c., to see if something funny turned up. I thought I settled for unfunny, but I was wrong.
Those west coast towns aren’t by chance football rivals…
That too. but not above all. And both have other, equally important football rivals.
Participation is what really matters.
constipado
As in “my nose is stopped up”. Until just now, I had always wondered how the Spanish word came to have that meaning – thinking it should mean “constipated”. But that is estreñido, and the noun is estreñimiento.
Not to rejoice in your misfortune, but yay!
but yay!
At 27 it seemed perfectly normal for me to marry someone who was looking for a job, but I would think twice about doing it again.
Something tells me Sili’s resume will come out of the mothballs very quickly now.
SNØKAOS!
Looks like the neighbours built their own skislope.
I’m shocked! They had 30cm in Holland too. I like where you live.
Sneeuwkaos in Brussels:
http://portfolio.lesoir.be/v/gazette/2009-12-15/9611516_PhoDoc1_P1000nnn119_0KUSVFMR.JPG.html
Waited 40 minutes for a bus yesterday evening.
“Sneeuwkaos” is by far the best spelling; it looks like something awful has happened. Des has been recording Frisian Sneeuwkaos for the past few days.
Des also says:
Where’s m-l? I bet she would find that interesting.